Chapter 242 Serving Song Lan
Pei Yuanshi was about to sit down opposite Song Lan when their eyes met unexpectedly. He suddenly remembered that Song Lan had just said something like, "Like him, it's fine to stay."

He glanced at Liu Wu, who was standing to the side with his head down and eyes drooping, and suddenly felt that he couldn't sit down anymore.

When Miss Song said "just like him," did she mean she wanted him to stand aside and wait to be served?

But upon further reflection, it seems quite reasonable.

What is he here for? Isn't it because his master sold him to Miss Song, and he took the initiative to come to her door to "throw himself into her arms"?
The Changsheng Temple used Miss Song's dowry, so it's perfectly reasonable that his master sent him here as a slave to pay off his debts!
Thinking about it this way, Pei Yuanshi felt even more uncomfortable sitting there.

He touched his nose and, imitating Liu Wu, stood on the other side of Song Lan.

Liu Wu immediately glared at him.

But soon, he became smug again.

Because he discovered that Pei Yuanshi had absolutely no talent for serving meals to the female ghost, and was no match for him at all.

When serving food to the female ghost, he was completely oblivious to the danger!

The food I picked up was all things that the female ghost didn't like to eat.

Having followed Song Lan for a long time, Liu Wu had already figured out Song Lan's preferences.

Song Lan likes to eat meat but doesn't like to eat vegetables.

But Pei Yuanshi served Song Lan mostly vegetarian dishes.

The few meat dishes that are available are usually small, diced or minced lean meat.

The female ghost doesn't like it at all.

Eating meat in large chunks is what the female ghost likes.

As Liu Wu grew smug, his courage also increased. Remembering his purpose for coming today, he unconsciously spoke up: "Lady Ghost, um..."

"Don't talk while eating."

Song Lan said something indifferently, and Liu Wu immediately pursed his lips.

After taking another bite of vegetables, Song Lan frowned slightly.

She didn't say she hated vegetables, but she certainly didn't like them either.

I usually avoid eating it if I can avoid it.

However, it's best not to eat anything too greasy in the morning, as it's bad for the stomach. Also, eating only meat is difficult to digest.

A balanced diet of meat and vegetables is better.

That's why she tacitly allowed the kitchen to send over a few kinds of stir-fried seasonal vegetables every day.

But it was too much for Pei Yuanshi to keep putting vegetables on her plate!

When Pei Yuanshi tried to serve her some vegetables again, Song Lan glared at him.

"Change to the braised beef!"

Pei Yuanshi's hand trembled as he picked up the food, almost dropping the chopsticks of vegetables onto Song Lan's spring robe sleeve.

"I come!"

Before Pei Yuanshi could put down the vegetables on his chopsticks and pick up the braised beef again, Liu Wu beat him to it.

Song Lan glanced at him, then picked up the long chopsticks next to her, picked up about ten slices of braised beef, and put them in her own bowl.

Liu Wu's hand, which was holding a piece of braised beef, froze in mid-air.

He looked at Song Lan with a somewhat aggrieved expression, but dared not make a sound to disturb her.

After finishing all the braised beef in the bowl, Song Lan took the boiled eggs next to her, peeled two, ate them, and then wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.

Soon, a handsome young man came forward with a basin of water sprinkled with peony petals to help Song Lan wash her hands.

Then immediately a young man with distinct fingers and fair, handsome hands stepped forward, holding a teacup, to help Song Lan rinse his mouth.

Then, a boy with equally fair and beautiful hands and well-defined finger bones took the spittoon with both hands.

Then another young man came forward with a basin of water sprinkled with peony petals to help Song Lan wash her hands once again.

After finishing all that, Song Lan got up and went back inside to do her makeup.

When they came out again, it was already half an hour later.

Song Lan was in a pretty good mood today. She chose a rose-pink turtle-patterned short-sleeved shirt, a plum-green skirt, and a chestnut-colored shawl. The fair-skinned and handsome young man styled her hair into a "Jinghu" bun and decorated it with two jade, agate, and turquoise hairpins.

She walked out looking refreshed, and then glanced at Liu Wu, who stood dejectedly at the bottom of the steps.

"What were you trying to say?"


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